das is mir jetzt zu blöd, dieses gemeinschaftsprojekt alleine weiterzuführen. deswegen liegt das hier jetzt wohl mal auf eis.
schade.

My dynamo, dynamo, it's hard to keep the animo from driftin' away nowadays
The horror, the pain, let's get into details, the bass, the piano, the friction of dynamo
The first draft of a worst case scenario

Every thought is at some way of of keeping the flavor, like their going for the brain to chew on
Compatible allies and as dead as a dice, it's the thing between nowhere and the opposite side
It's the something hidden behind the eloquent surface, father of fuckups you did it on purpose

I decline to believe that it's personal, hey, I know that you do and I'll hold it against you
It's the bald man's dream to grow hair, baby, but a lame don't need legs, he needs a wheelchair

So if you're to busy in having too much to offer and you can not decide where to go
Do the low yo yo, take a swing at the dynamo on a day like this
It's hard to keep the animo from drifting away

One-liner: the greeks had it carved in a tombstone, 'epigram' they said, last tribute to the dead
Well the horror, the pain and the alphabet from a to migraine, from nausea to z.
Are you listenin' you fool, you magnificent liar?

Feel free but don't feel too comfortable, it's already a quarter to three

Oh they say that time presses, but time doesn't press
It's just a figure for motion and emotional unrest
It's a matter of seeing and of being seen
As far as I'm concerned time is the state of my jeans

So if you wanna come down for some hangin' around
If you wanna come down for some hangin' around
If you wanna come down for some hangin' around
If you wanna come down for some hangin' around

Oh dynamo, dynamo, it's hard to keep the animo from driftin' away nowadays
The horror, the pain, let's get into details, the bass, the piano, the friction of dynamo
The first draft of a worst case scenario

It's the first draft of a worst case scenario, it's the first draft of a worst case scenario

ich konnte gestern nicht widerstehen und hab mir 'gold' gekauft.
und, hm, ich war doch ein wenig enttäuscht, als ich sie mir angehört habe.
nein, die musik ist nicht schlecht. sie war bloss für mich gestern abend nur ein wenig zu ruhig und schön. das ist typische, herrliche sonntag-morgen-aufwach-musik. musik zum träumen.
danach war mir gestern abend nicht.
aber dennoch kein schlechter kauf.

... is einfach nur happy music ...
weil ich heute arbeiten muss und mich solidarisch, wie ich bin, mit meinem freund langweile ... allerdings darf ich heute früher nach hause. hrhr.

wird immer länger und länger.
und zwar die liste der cds, die ich mal probehören möchte.
vielleicht sollte ich dann mal langsam anfangen sie abzuarbeiten.
nächste woche dann. oder vielleicht noch diese.

I've got the Dungeon Master's Guide.
I've got a 12-sided die.
I've got Kitty Pryde
And Nightcrawler too
Waiting there for me.
Yes I do, I do.

I've got posters on the wall,
My favorite rock group, KISS.
I've got Ace Frehley.
I've got Peter Criss
Waiting there for me.
Yes I do, I do

In the garage, I feel safe.
No one cares about my ways.
In the garage where I belong.
No one hears me sing this song.
In the garage.

I've got an electric guitar.
I play my stupid songs.
I write these stupid words
And I love every one
Waiting there for me.
Yes I do, I do.

In the garage, I feel safe.
No one cares about my ways.
In the garage where I belong.
No one hears me sing this song.
In the garage.

In the garage. Neaarrah!

In the garage, I feel safe.
No one cares about my ways.
In the garage where I belong.
No one hears me sing this song.
In the garage.

In the garage, I feel safe.
No one laughs about my ways.
In the garage where I belong.
No one hears me.

No one hears me sing this song.

I'm sorry, you got me.
I'm sorry, you got me.
I'm sorry, you got me now.

As the rain starts pouring down
You're looking at the ground.
Summer dust gets washed away.
Lucky you, you've lost it all.
Take the big part, go for all.
I'm soaked to the bone
And could easily call you now.

I'm sorry, you got me.
I'm sorry, you got me.
I'm sorry, you got me now.

It's for you. Erase my mind.
Save me, catch me just in time.
Cracking up is normal for you and me.
Keep the secret safe and quiet.
There's a low, I'm on your side.
Holding the gold
Which is made of paper and stone .

I'm sorry, you got me.
I'm sorry, you got me.
I'm sorry, you got me now.

nachdem ich jetzt ins erste album hineingehört habe, frage ich mich ob ich sie für interessant oder für peinlich halten soll. ich tendiere eher zu zweiterem. nett zum anhören, aber irgendwie.
also ich weiss nicht. nein.